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I follow her into the dressing room as if drawn on a string. “Nowhere in particular.”
It’s a lie. I know a little cove about an hour’s drive from here where the sun bakes the rocks of the cliff face and the gentle waves lap the shore like I want to lay her down and lap at her pussy.
“I want to take advantage of the beautiful weather while it lasts. There’s always a false spring before the last throes of winter in this country.”
She laughs. “Like winter is hanging on, refusing to let go?” She fastens her bra around her chest and pulls the cups up to cover her breasts, pushing them into delectable mounds.
Gods, is she trying to test my willpower?
“I think the winter is enchanted by the beautiful spring and returns to see her, only to destroy what he craves in doing so.”
What am I even talking about? I’m always maudlin like this when I’ve been into the cellar.
Tamsin only laughs and pushes her hair back from her face after pulling on her dress. “How poetic. But you make it sound like they’re so different, when really they’re the same thing. Both seasons. One follows the other. Sometimes at the end of winter and the beginning of spring it’s hard to tell which is which.”
She gives me a smile and a wink, then bends to slip on her runners while I ponder what she’s said.
“It might seem like they’re the same thing, but at their heart they’re different. One brings death, the other brings new life.”
Tamsin shrugs. “There wouldn’t be one without the other, so perhaps they work together.” She picks up her purse. “Ready.”
I lead her through the main house to my garage, scowling. How did she twist my complaints so prettily to make such a logical, yet optimistic argument? Why am I discontent she’s not in a sour mood like I am? Isn’t this what I wanted?
I select the Jag and find the key on the hanger. It’s been a little while since I took this one out. I’ve had to shift back to my two-legged form to drive, of course, so I stop to dress. Tamsin is looking around at my collection when I turn back to her.
“I wondered how you would drive them with your tail.”
I shrug. “A compromise worth making. As are the glasses.” I tap the frame. “Shall we go?”
She slides into the passenger seat next to me and I open the automatic doors and drive slowly out of the gates. Once I hit a stretch of open road, I floor the accelerator and take the engine up to speed and beyond. I love the way the vehicle slides around turns and clings to the tarmac.
Tamsin glances around, a broad smile on her lovely face. “Do you always drive like this?”
“Like what?” I’m smiling. I can already anticipate her complaint.
“Like a madman.” She laughs when I throw us around another bend, tapping the brakes to let the back of the car drift behind us.
“I drive like someone who properly appreciates what this beauty can do. To do anything less would be to waste her.”
We don’t talk much for the next twenty minutes. But when I pull into the parking lot, I’m still smiling and the sour taste has finally left my mouth. The cove sits along a little path that leads away from the main beach. It’s perfect because not many people bother to explore. The main beach is beautiful and calm and perfect for morning swims and dog walking. The air is still unseasonably warm and there’s a little ice cream stall at one side of the carpark.
I stop as we come close. “Ice cream?”
I’m not usually a fan, but there’s something so simple and idyllic about the thought of ice cream by the beach and watching the wind ruffle her gorgeous red hair I can’t resist spoiling her.
Who am I kidding? I just want to watch the way she licks it from the cone and imagine her tongue being used for other purposes.
“No, that’s OK. Thank you.”
The older man at the stall gives Tamsin a long look. “Don’t worry, love, we’ve got a low fat sorbet here. Almost no calories, I promise.”
I hiss at the implication about her size, but Tamsin seems not to react.
“Oh, all your flavors look so delicious. I don’t know how I would choose just one.”
He laughs. “Oh, I see. Shouldn’t be a problem for a big girl like you. I bet you have a healthy appetite.”
I expect Tamsin to come back at him with a clever retort, but she just smiles and shakes her head. I look around at her in astonishment as we walk away from the stall. I show her theplace the path winds around a bend. “Why are you always so nice to stupid people?”
